I somehow knew this day would come. "Its time for you to open the door." "Are you sure mom? Won't it hurt me?" "It will but you have to know the truth." I sat up and walked to the door. Blocked off by many locks, it was hard to open. I undid the last lock, grasped the door handle and looked up. I slowly pushed the door open. What lied in front of me I could not believe. The Dictionary would call it a catastrophe, but I call it hell. A wasteland of fallen buildings, dead trees, broken cars, and rotten corpses were piled in front of me for miles. I stepped down from my shelter, the place that had kept me from the horridness of this land. The books were true about one thing. "Mom... where am I?" "You are in what was we used to call, a utopia." "Why is it like this now?" I whimpered. "Come back inside, I'll tell
I somehow knew this day would come. "Its time for you to open the door." "Are you sure mom? Won't it hurt me?" "It will but you have to know the truth." I sat up and walked to the door. Blocked off by many locks, it was hard to open. I undid the last lock, grasped the door handle and looked up. I slowly pushed the door open. What lied in front of me I could not believe. The Dictionary would call it a catastrophe, but I call it hell. A wasteland of fallen buildings, dead trees, broken cars, and rotten corpses were piled in front of me for miles. I stepped down from my shelter, the place that had kept me from the horridness of this land. The books were true about one thing. "Mom... where am I?" "You are in what was we used to call, a utopia." "Why is it like this now?" I whimpered. "Come back inside, I'll tell